Not My Friend (Jones Norah)

Help me breathe, Help me believe, You seem really glad that I am sad. You are not my friend, I cannot pretend that you are. You made it sting, Your voice is ringing, Just like the boys who laughed at me in school. You are not my friend, I cannot pretend anymore. You found a place, No one should ever go. I'll be ok, 'cause when I back away, I'm gonna keep the handle of your gun in sight.